Why do you always want to be my Taoist partner?

Youlan looked at Jiang Li's panic, as if his lifeblood was being held, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up, "What? Are you scared?"

"...My dear sister, dear sister Youlan, be good, let go, and be obedient."

"beg me."

"You are the one who messed with Qiuqiu." Jiang Li wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Call me master." Youlan raised her chin slightly.

As soon as she said this, she was stunned for a moment, perhaps because some memories in her head were triggered. Jiang Li was also stunned for a moment, but the next second, he did not give Youlan a chance to recall, but suddenly gently grabbed her arm and hugged Youlan's body in his arms. His fingertips touched her slender waist, gently stroking for a while, and leaned close to her ear, "Master, let me massage your body?"

Youlan hesitated for a moment, bit her lips lightly, hummed vaguely, and then lay down on the bed. Jiang Li sat beside her and gently massaged her body until she felt numb all over. Jiang Li brought her clothes and helped her to dress and wash.

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evening.

Jiang Li made an appointment to come to Su Yeli to practice sword every evening.

Su Yeli had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, but today she was not wearing her usual black Taoist robe, but a black gilded palace skirt with side slits. She looked gorgeous yet also lazily and calm. Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, staring in amazement.

Jiang Li wiped his lips.

"What are you doing?" Su Yeli picked up the wooden sword he had prepared earlier and looked at her in confusion.

"Master, this skirt is so beautiful. I'm drooling. Hehehe..."

As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, Su Yeli's sword had already stabbed towards him. Every time the sword came out, it would hit the target. His chest was stabbed hard by the wooden sword wrapped in spiritual energy. Su Yeli controlled the strength just right, not hurting him, but causing just the right amount of pain.

"Just use the Burning Snow Sword. You can't hurt me anyway." Su Yeli raised his head slightly, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes. Jiang Li held the sword obediently and began to practice seriously with Su Yeli.

Two hours later, Jiang Li sat on the ground in the courtyard, panting and sweating profusely, while Su Yeli's expression was still lazy and calm. She sat on a chair and drank tea. She also poured a cup for Jiang Li. Jiang Li finally had the strength to sit up after a while. He took a sip of tea. The tea was sweet, but when he put down the cup, he realized that Su Yeli's expression was a little unhappy.

He glanced down and said, "Sorry, I got the wrong one."

Su Yeli took a deep breath, "You really didn't mean it?"

"Of course not, I...how dare I, Master, please understand." Jiang Li looked aggrieved. Su Yeli just glanced at him, turned his head and muttered, "Forget it."

...Jiang Li always had a strange feeling, as if he was on a path of no return.

...Su Yeli was so submissive to him that he couldn't help but want to try it out. He always felt that jumping back and forth repeatedly was particularly exciting. Was this considered... being nasty?

"Master, why are you wearing this dress today?"

"Can't I wear it?"

"No, it's just... a little unexpected."

Because this skirt was given to me by Jiang Li from the past.

Jiang Li has recalled everything that happened with Su Yeli, so he clearly remembers the story of this dress. He and Su Yeli made an insignificant bet when they were traveling around, betting whether the hatched bird egg was male or female. Jiang Li lost, so he made a dress for Su Yeli. Su Yeli was quite happy at first, but then, looking at Jiang Li's smile, she suddenly realized... In fact, he didn't care about winning or losing at all, he just wanted to see her wearing a beautiful dress.

That was also the first time Jiang Li discovered that the Night Moon Sword Immortal Su Yeli, after discarding his cold and aloof exterior, also had a little love of beauty.

"I remember I gave you a pair of high heels that year."

"It's not convenient to wear it when practicing sword." Su Yeli replied calmly.

“But they look good only when they are put together.”

After a while, Jiang Li added, "Although Master looks pretty good barefoot now."

After Jiang Li finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Su Yeli's expression. There was actually only a hint of anger in Su Yeli's eyes. It was hard to tell whether that anger was real or fake, but the blushing was the most real thing.

"I don't want to wear it." Su Yeli pretended to be indifferent.

"I want to see it." Jiang Li said aggrievedly but confidently.

Su Yeli took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Li. She felt that she should teach Jiang Li a lesson. This guy was clearly doing it on purpose. After a moment, a shoe box appeared in her hand. She stared coldly at Jiang Li, "You... come here and help Master put on his shoes."

"Here I come!" Jiang Li's face was filled with smiles. How could he look humiliated at all?

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ps: We have guessed everything about the next plot. There is no substantial plot, just more cheerful daily life. I don’t believe anyone really wants to see Jiang Xiaoli pretending to be cool and getting slapped in the face...?

Daily life is much harder to write than pretending to be cool and getting slapped in the face, so I'll write some happy daily life to repay the debt of love in the past, rescue baby Ling Wei, return to the lower world to get married, and deal with Sect Master Mu.

If you want to read my daily life, I can write more. If you don’t want to read it, I can write less. The decision is up to you. The new book will be released on July 1st. Hexue　’s real culmination of work is yet to be published.

Chapter 452: Chapter I Don’t Want

Su Yeli looked down at her, but she didn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment.

There was no sign of humiliation on Jiang Li's face. His hand gently grasped her ankle and the other hand held up her shoe. When his fingertips inadvertently brushed across the back of her foot, Su Yeli's toes subconsciously curled up slightly.

Fairies are spotless, from every strand of their hair to the gaps between their toes, pure and flawless.

As if sensing Su Yeli's panic, Jiang Li took his time to gently pinch her toes. He looked up at Su Yeli and said, "After so many years... it seems that Master's feet are still very sensitive."

He wouldn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed when saying such things, but the same may not be true for Su Yeli.

It was clearly her who was supposed to humiliate Jiang Li, but at this moment, it was as if the roles were reversed. Su Yeli felt a little unwilling to admit defeat, and her eyes deliberately showed a bit of contempt, "After so many years... your habit is still so... perverted."

"Really?" Jiang Li blinked.

"Do you want to lick it?" Su Yeli's calves suddenly broke free from his hands, lifted up, and tapped his chin with her toes, as if Jiang Li could kiss her snow-white and smooth instep as long as he lowered his head. She also exerted a little force and used her toes to lift Jiang Li's chin slightly, so that he could only look into her eyes. She thought that such humiliation would always touch Jiang Li a little, but she never thought that Jiang Li's eyes seemed to brighten a little.

"If it's Master... it's okay to lick him."

I feel a little blush when I think about it.

Su Yeli hurriedly retracted her feet, her snow-white cheeks flushed with a hint of red, "Asshole."

Jiang Li smiled happily, grabbed her ankle again and put on shoes for her. This pair of shoes was made for her by Jiang Li many years ago. At that time, Jiang Li measured her white and tender feet inch by inch with his fingertips, and the shoes he made were perfectly fit. After Su Yeli put on the high heels and stood on the ground, her height was almost the same as Jiang Li. When their eyes were parallel, after her eyes met Jiang Li's, she dodged a little unconsciously.

She couldn't defeat Jiang Li in the field of shamelessness, so she changed the subject, "Wait until your spirit passes away and you meet Ling Wei, and then you'll see how Ling Wei will deal with you."

"Ling Wei won't punish me." Jiang Li looked at Su Yeli in front of him innocently. "She knows everything about me. She hasn't been really angry, so she won't be angry. In the previous life...she actually never told me not to hook up with other women. Everything depends on my own consciousness."

"Then are you aware of it?"

Jiang Li smiled bitterly, "Does it count if I swore an oath to help myself realize myself?"

Su Yeli avoided his gaze in panic. Jiang Li looked up at the sky. The sky had dimmed at this moment, but there was still some confusion in Jiang Li's eyes. "I am very curious about what the Heavenly Dao in this world is. I didn't even know how to define the Dao oath I made at the beginning. What does it mean to be in love with someone? But Heavenly Dao insisted on torturing me. I am curious. If others also made such a Dao oath, did Heavenly Dao torture them? Or... did it simply want to find a reason to kill me?"

Su Yeli couldn't answer his question. Even though her cultivation level was the sixth level of the Divine Lord, which was close to the end of the cultivators in this world, she couldn't clearly explain the answer. But she had a vague feeling, "I always feel that... the way of heaven is conscious, and it is by no means a perfect, cold, and ruthless existence."

“Alas, perhaps only when one’s cultivation reaches the tenth level of Divine Lord will one have a chance to know?” Jiang Li sighed helplessly.

Even though he had practiced for a thousand years in his previous life, his cultivation had not yet reached the level of a Divine Lord. When his cultivation reached the ninth level of a Divine Lord, an evil demon from outside the domain appeared outside the space crack in Jiang Lingyu.

Su Yeli and Jiang Li didn't say anything. Jiang Li suddenly moved his gaze to her face. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly asked, "Did you teach Fairy Yue to dance?"

Su Yeli was stunned.

"When I saw Fairy Yue dancing before, I felt that the dance steps looked familiar."

"So what? You teased my apprentice... I haven't settled the score with you yet."

"How can this be an account?" Jiang Li smiled helplessly, "Fairy Yue and I have a pure relationship of senior sister and junior brother. We have never done anything that crosses the line."

"Then you swear an oath to promise that you will never do it again in the future?"

Jiang Li suddenly felt guilty.

"That's not important." Jiang Li began to change the subject, "Haven't you danced for a long, long time?"

"Yes."

Jiang Li looked at her eagerly, "I want to see it."

"Do not jump."

"Want to see it... Master is the best."

Su Yeli raised his eyes slightly, "Why don't you jump yourself?"

"I can't." Jiang Li answered confidently.

"Then what do you know?"

"What do you want to see?"

"for example?"

"I can paint, I know a little bit of music, and I can cook... Which one do you want?"

"I'm not interested in any of them." Su Yeli turned his face away.

"How about I draw a picture for you?"

Su Yeli dodged his eyes, "...If you want to draw, just draw, don't ask me."

"How about you dance first, and then I'll draw a picture for you?"

Su Yeli bit her lip lightly, "I don't want it."

"I promise that you will be satisfied with the painting I draw. If you are not satisfied... I will agree to any of your conditions. How about that?"

Su Yeli was stunned at first, then hesitated for a moment and nodded.

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There are definitely no more than three people in this world who know that the Night Moon Fairy Su Yeli can dance.

At that time, the Yeyue Sect often held sect celebrations, and Su Yeli was the one who lectured on sword skills to her fellow disciples every year. The fellow disciples often felt bored. After all, Su Yeli's sword skills were too profound, and no matter how detailed her explanation was, they could not understand. But the senior sisters dancing on the stage always received a lot of cheers. Su Yeli always watched them dance at that time, and secretly bought booklets. She learned it by practicing alone in the courtyard, but she never knew how to start, so every year at the sect celebration... she could only lecture on sword skills to her fellow disciples.

Jiang Li knew this little secret when he went to a brothel with Su Yeli in his previous life. He also made a bet with Su Yeli on whether she could dance. If she could, Jiang Li would make her a different delicious meal every day for a month.

Jiang Li doesn't care about winning or losing, he won't lose no matter whether he wins or loses. It was like that in the past and it is still like that now.

Su Yeli in the courtyard started to get serious, but she was not used to wearing high heels, so her movements were a little clumsy. This clumsiness made her feel uneasy, and she subconsciously wanted to do better. Looking into Jiang Li's eyes, she became more and more flustered. She was so flustered that she even forgot how to continue the dance. The more she danced, the more chaotically she became. She was going to be laughed at by this guy soon.

Su Yeli thought so, and after finishing a dance, she turned her face away from Jiang Li. If this guy said something weird later, she would just ignore him.

"If other dancers danced like this, their tickets would probably be refunded, but you dance like this, and you look so charming no matter how you look at it. Sigh, it's really unreasonable to be so pretty."

Jiang Li looked at Su Yeli with a smile. Su Yeli slowly turned his head and said, "It's been a long time... since I last jumped."

She had only danced for one person in her life.

"Not bad, I'll draw you a picture first."

Jiang Li always carried various painting tools with him all year round. Su Yeli stood there, feeling a little restrained and uneasy. Fortunately, Jiang Li painted very quickly. It only took two incense sticks of time for Su Yeli to come closer. The woman in the painting was standing in the rain, holding an umbrella, wearing a black dress, but her eyes seemed to reveal a hint of sadness.

Su Yeli raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a hint of apology in Jiang Li's eyes at this moment.

Su Yeli suddenly recalled something. She stared at the painting and her expression suddenly became much colder. She asked softly, "You didn't come that day. Was it because it rained?"

Jiang Li smiled bitterly.

After getting Su Yeli's Chaos Spirit Pearl, Jiang Li never met Su Yeli again. Later, Ling Wei went to meet Su Yeli, and when she came back, she told him that she had arranged a meeting date and place for Jiang Li and Su Yeli.

But Jiang Li didn't come that day, and Su Yeli stood there with an umbrella for the whole day.

After that, Su Yeli almost never mentioned Jiang Li's name to Ling Wei again.

"I was originally here..." Jiang Li hesitated for a while, "but the closer I got to the mountain, the more my heart burned. I had already reached the foot of Lingyue Mountain... but when I saw you, I felt like I was dying... so I ran back."

Su Yeli didn't say anything else.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Li apologized.

"I don't like this painting...so, you have to agree to one condition of mine."

"Okay." Jiang Li nodded happily.

"Let me step on it." Su Yeli raised his head.

Jiang Li tilted his head, and after several seconds he stammered in response, "What you mean by stepping on... should it just be stepping on, right?"

This question made Su Yeli a little confused, "What else is it?"

"It's okay. I'll admit defeat if I lose."

After Jiang Li finished speaking, he fell straight down and looked up at Su Yeli. Su Yeli raised her calves slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, she took off her shoes and stepped on his chest with her white and tender feet.

Jiang Li's vision was very subtle at the moment. He could clearly see Su Yeli's calves, skirt, and what was under the skirt... But Su Yeli didn't seem to notice. Her little feet were just stepping on Jiang Li's chest, and she lifted them up and stepped lightly.

"Asshole." She muttered to herself.